Christ, the Mighty Healer, January 12
            
            
              Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you
            
            
              rest.
            
            
              Matthew 11:28
            
            
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              Christ employed every means to arrest the attention of the impenitent. How
            
            
              tender and considerate were His dealings with all. He longed to break the spell of
            
            
              infatuation upon those who were deceived and deluded by satanic agencies. He
            
            
              longed to give the sin-polluted soul pardon and peace.
            
            
              Christ was the mighty Healer of all spiritual and physical maladies. Look, O
            
            
              look, upon the sympathetic Redeemer. With the eye of faith behold Him walking
            
            
              in the streets of the cities, gathering the weak and weary to Himself. Helpless,
            
            
              sinful human beings crowd about Him. See the mothers with their sick and dying
            
            
              little ones in their arms pressing through the crowd that they may get within reach
            
            
              of His notice and touch. Let the eye of faith take in the scene. Watch these mothers
            
            
              pressing their way to Him, pale, weary, almost despairing, yet determined and
            
            
              persevering, bearing their burden of suffering in their arms.
            
            
              As these anxious ones are being crowded back, Christ makes His way to them
            
            
              step by step, until He is close by their side. Tears of gladness and hope fall freely as
            
            
              they catch His attention and look into the eyes expressing such tender pity and love
            
            
              for the weary mother as well as for her suffering child. He invites her confidence,
            
            
              saying, “What shall I do for you?” She sobs out her great want—“Master, that
            
            
              Thou shouldest heal my child.” She has shown her faith in urging her way to
            
            
              Him, though she did not know that He was making His way to her, and Christ
            
            
              takes the child from her arms. He speaks the word, and disease flees at His touch.
            
            
              The pallor of death is gone. The life-giving current flows through the veins. The
            
            
              muscles receive strength.
            
            
              Words of comfort and peace are spoken to the mother, and then another case
            
            
              just as urgent is presented. The mother asks help for herself and her children, for
            
            
              they are all sufferers. With willingness and joy Christ exercises His life-giving
            
            
              power, and they give praise and honor and glory to His name who doeth wonderful
            
            
              things.
            
            
              No frown on Christ’s countenance spurned the humble suppliant from His
            
            
              presence. The priests and rulers sought to discourage the suffering and needy,
            
            
              saying that Christ healed the sick by the power of the devil. But His way could not
            
            
              be hedged up. He was determined not to fail or become discouraged. Suffering
            
            
              privation Himself, He traversed the country that was the scene of His labor,
            
            
              scattering His blessings, and seeking to reach obdurate hearts.—
            
            
              Letter 31, January
            
            
              12, 1898
            
            
              , to Uriah Smith, longtime editor of the
            
            
              Review and Herald
            
            
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